Yuxiang

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Opening the medicine cauldron, there is a faint lingering fragrance inside, which lifts people's spirits. On the bottom of the cauldron lie six light green pills that are slightly larger than soybeans... It is said to be pills, but it looks like a pill. There are transparent glass balls, and there is a vaguely shaped grass in the center of the panacea.

"Unfortunately, it's just a low-grade pill."

Murong Xianxian sighed, a little regretful, if the aura is more abundant, the nature of these grasses is better, and it is possible to refine high-grade pills.

The potency of Danyaoan itself can be divided into basic, elementary, intermediate, advanced, and special grades. According to the quality of the finished pills, it can be divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower grades. The environment and the alchemist's level are extremely strict.Similar to basic pills such as Grass Spirit Pill, as long as there are no problems with the materials and the refining process is continuous and uninterrupted, the pills can basically be made smoothly, and because the materials are simple, there is no regret even if it is lost.

Carefully putting the six pills into the bottle, Murong Xianxian began to continue... There is still a lot of grass on the ground.

Two hours later, Murong Xianxian finally finished work. The secret room was filled with a faint fragrance. The spirit knot grass was used up, and a total of 24 grass spirit pills were produced. Although the grade is low-grade, it has a good fitness effect for ordinary people. It's still quite good, as for herself... this kind of basic medicine has no effect.

After tidying up the medicine cauldron, Murong Xianxian went back to the study room... The sound insulation effect of the study room is very good. Only when I opened the door did I hear Du Fei'er's laughing and laughing voice from the living room. Xiao Mumu sat aside and watched, although there was no rich expression on his face, it could be seen that he was also very happy.

"Baby Fei'er, I asked you to help take care of Xiaoxiao, why does it seem to be the other way around?" Murong Xianxian said angrily.

"You still talk about me, if you don't confess, you will disappear!"

Du Fei'er turned over and sat up, hugged the two little Tibetan mastiffs in his arms, and suddenly realized: "You haven't gone out yet?"

"Didn't Xiaoxiao tell you?"

Murong Xianxian went over and rescued the two little Tibetan Mastiffs writhing desperately and put them on the floor, "I'm leaving now, think about what presents I will buy for you."

"Are you rich? Since you're going to bleed a lot today, I'll spare you just once, just bring back some hamburgers and chicken wings." Du Feier paid the adults a lot of money, and stretched out his hand to ravage Happy and Huanhuan, the two little Tibetan mastiffs immediately hid in Xiaoxiao's place to seek protection.

"A little grown-up looking bad?"

Murong Xianxian grabbed Du Fei'er who was about to pounce on him, "Here's something good for you."

"What good stuff?"

Du Fei'er immediately got tired of Murong Xianxian's body, stretched out his hand and began to dig around: "Where is it? Hand it over!"

"Smelly Feier, where are you going to touch it, go home and touch it yourself!"

Murong Slim knocked off the little paw that was about to touch her towering place with a palm, then quickly reached out to Du Fei'er's armpit and scratched it lightly, the girl immediately laughed and collapsed on the sofa:

"I surrender, slender baby, I dare not again!"

"Forgive me this time."

Murong Xianxian didn't care about her victory, so she took out a bottle containing six grass spirit pills from her bosom.

"Oh! Why is it Red Star Erguotou again? You can't put things in other bottles? Or you can tear off the label!"

Du Feier held his head and howled dryly.

"Don't be cheap and behave yourself!"

Murong Xianxian took it back with a gesture: "If you don't want it, there are many people who will pay a high price."

"do not!"

Du Feier's hand was sick, and he snatched the bottle into his hand. While looking at the elixir inside curiously, he complained: "I don't know how much trouble you have caused me with the rose aromatherapy. I put it on the bedside table and look at it. Everyone who arrived thought I was an alcoholic."

"Huh? Someone has entered the room right now? Baby Feier, you are really avant-garde!" Murong Xianxian looked surprised... but couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

"Climb to the hall...to climb on your head!"

Du Fei'er suddenly realized, and threw Murong Xianxian under him with a tiger leap: "I want to squeeze out your dirty thoughts."

Murong Xianxian made a desperate struggle: "Hey, why am I dirty? It's just an idiom, it's all complicated by your own thinking!"

"Okay, I'm dirty, do you want to know what's going on with these pills?"

Seeing Du Feier's unyielding appearance, this time it was Murong Xianxian who surrendered... The two girls made such a fuss, their tops were lifted up, revealing their snow-white and soft waists.

"Hey, stop making trouble, children are about to come out!" Murong Xianxian flicked Du Fei'er's pulse door lightly, and she immediately lost her strength in her arms and limply lay on Murong Xianxian's body.

"I don't blame you!"

Du Fei'er got up muttering, quickly tidied up his clothes, and then held up the bottle to look at it: "What are these? They look pretty. It would be great if there were holes to wear them as bracelets."

"What do you think? You know how beautiful it is!"

Murong Xianxian stretched out her hand and tapped her on the forehead: "This is called Grass Spirit Pill. It is... the essence extracted from licorice. You and grandma each have three pills. It cures diseases and nourishes the skin without diseases."

"Really? Why does it sound like they are selling fake medicines on the street?" Du Feier looked suspiciously at the six green pills in the bottle: "How I look at them, I think they are more like green marbles !"

"Give it back to me if you don't want it." Murong Xianxian stretched out her hand to snatch it away.

"Think beautifully."

Du Feier shrank his hands and put the bottle in his pocket: "Who told us to get along? Even if it was six atomic bombs, I would swallow them."

"cut!"

Murong Xianxian threw a pair of contemptuous eyeballs: "You have such a good mouth, I have no place to get an atomic bomb."

After joking, Murong Xianxian took another grass spirit pill for her younger brother, and then hurried out.

Today she didn't have to go to school, so Murong Xianxian took the bus directly. After arriving at the People's Square, she changed the bus and came to the ancient market.

This is a place she frequents frequently, and she is familiar with each other.This old is not the same as old... Old clothes are also old, but they are not worth much; antiques are also old, and they can be sold in thousands of hands, so there is no comparison.

Murong Xianxian walked around the stalls, ignoring the so-called "Song Dynasty official kiln" porcelain, Tang Sancai, bronze wares and other things... First, they are all fake; second, she has no share idle money.

After looking at four or five stalls, she took a fancy to a set of coins...not very valuable, but there are coins from every dynasty. The key is that they are quite complete. After a long time of bargaining, the price was finally sold at 240 yuan. make a deal.

"Well, as soon as a person has money, he learns to be extravagant. In the past, I would never spend this money. I don't know why!"

She shook her head, carried the money pocket, and quietly put it into the storage bracelet when no one was looking around.

Not far ahead, there is a street of jadeware. When Murong Xianxian was hesitating whether to go in, he heard someone behind him calling, "Murong... Xianxian?"

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